To think of death as it is an awe

how when i'm living, and no one saw

those whom i thought were really present

but i'm alone now, quite independant

of course I know one thing thought

that we're brought into these pious earth alone

so don't ask why am i'm quiet

I am my own Pilot, even if that means a Pirate

The poster painted words

But i never quite mastered

The art of reading

But i can hear the cry

And it pleaded in desperation

You see we’re all temples

That can bleed

And that i guess

A progressive breed

A repetitive of skin on skin

More greed, less concede

The things that i let win

Shall it consume me

For eternity

Hey,

It's me

A couple years down the road

You,

Our youth

I thought of all yesterdays

The good ones...

The bad ones too

I thought of all the love you shared

And the times you felt empty

I miss being that young

I had so much to live for,

So much yet left to do

Look at you...

You are lucky really

Alot more time

Alot less to worry about

Clinging to the fact that you exist

You are here you say

While the air ripples in front of you

And your naked feet touches the soil of Mother Earth

And you believe in it,

When you close your eyes

You could almost see it

The cracks and the gold dust that appear as reality 

This was where i'm at,

Where you belong

In the moment where dreams gather inside of you

Close enough to touch it

Just out of reach 

I know we'll make mistakes

It is inevitable

You have to...

For me

If i could relived yesterday,

Even just for awhile

I'd promise no more grief in tomorrow

Where the bliss in today will last

And since each day is the same

You won't be longing for the past

So when tomorrow starts without me

I hope you know

I'm here

In your heart

The sun comes up in this small town

Brighten up the city like it usually does

How when something else takes

A turn for the worst

Please don't put all the hopes up on me

I cannot afford to disappoint

For as it may be expected

It will still leave bruises

Inside the skin

Love and solitude

Are the things I seek

It never quite make sense

Or at least to you it seems

I may need to prove

The depth of my love

And you might not feel

These silent tides made for us

Yet still, my soul is a sacred ground

And I still choose you

Whose footprints only execute

The loop off my temple

I prefer seeing myself in your eyes

Rarely did I see myself with my own

I was weak with fear, let it control me

I was wrong, I guess it was meant for growth

I'd look for beauty blossom serenity

Within me, where in you I'd plant seeds

Cringe to faith, in hopes that love

Will sprout, overgrown our thorns

In this fall seasons, shall be reborn

Take care of what is

Let go of our false delusion 

Shall our heart beats to this rhythm again

I trust the universe flow

Cause it rather see us shine

Brighter than the moonlight

Eventually, we'll find our home

And if it's too much to ask

We'll build it on our own

It sounded just like it's just a story to some, so it is, a story no stranger to you and i

I might think that the world is a dark place to be yet at the same time, I've seen flowers bloom in the gloomiest habitat and paper planes in the sky that felt more like sunrise

If life is made up of stories, I can say for sure the alphabets in my DNA crafts a word of a story that is still waiting to be unfold

I am the story to your ever changing season

I can change

You should know that seasons too will change

It's hard to say that I've found home in a person

but I know I've found home by the surface of the tides

my emotions is a devotion to the ocean's motion,

sometimes frozen,

sometimes an explosion

the open connection understands,

where words fail to reach the deepest depth of conscious

the sea knows that gifts are inevitable

and I never really need to question their acceptance

because the ocean,

without a doubt will swallow me

whole

This body I'm in, I'm carrying my sins

Scars tissues and burned skin

Least I could do is to live every day

With thoughts only, I believe it in my head

To carry on seems like a hard means of subsistence

While air of vogue and dullness filled the atmosphere

My conscience felt breathless

And my body was spiritless

I'm used to it all, go on covering the slightest glow of fluorescents

I'll embrace the dark comforting side by side with the mutants inside of me

I'm quite alright concealed away

I'm quite alright concealed away